21 Blves (feat. Frederick Bantoe)

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Coming where i'm from
Niggas don't make it to 21
I'm on the run
I'm on the run
Niggas die quick
For the chase of fame
Tell me right now
Who the f*ck to blame
Is it the pop culture
Or the Mary Janes
Real talk nigga
Man they all the same
And I live up in the blue skies
Haters wanna hate
So they scrutinize
Had to look close
Now I’m cutting ties
When my my foes die
I’ll be littified
So me rather 6 feat down deep
Than bound in chains and live
Get rich all means
Had to see my boy OT
Then i got them kicks
That he nicked
That’s love for real
But he loved that thrill
So my boi got nicked
And
And
It’s real tough
But he’s growth was too rough
So they blew his roof off
Eh
Never lived that life tho
But I had some nights
With no eyes closed
Never stood on the block
With rocks and a glock
While I hope that the cops
Don’t ever show
Buh he did tho
And I hope that his kids don’t
Cos they real close
Never lack no new clothes
Nor want no new woes
Or new foes
Damn
Like a cat got nine lives
So I swear that I’ll never die
But I stay lowkey
Cos men lie
And I found me a queen
You and I
So I light up the room
With a candle
And I stand on the peak
With a mantle
And I live for this rap shit
No bad bitch on earth
Gon rob me like chyna
So now f*ck that
Coming where i'm from
Niggas don't make it to 21
I'm on the run
I'm on the run
Coming where i'm from
Niggas don't make it to 21
I'm on the run
I'm on the run
Back on my bullshit
When the men start moving stupid
On God imma sink this cruise ship
Yeah the street don’t mind being ruthless
And then
With a past you can’t erase
It bang in your face
They Called you a disgrace
Hit you with a mace
And put you in a case
A life you can’t replace
Praying
Day in , day out
Mind is locked up
Wanna break out
You can find me in a steak house
Take a picture with a wraith out
See I’m living by his grace
My world they can’t relate
Give em all the chase
A path for them to trace
None can take my place
A million miles to race
Yeah
For the hoe that want Louis bag
Wouldn’t buy you a Levi
Bitch I’m broke
I’m the trap
When the raid goes down
That man’s gon deny
Bitch I’m broke
In the club
With a bad ting
Oh That card gon decline
Bitch I’m broke
When you need that bro
For a hand
He gon run senile
Bitch I’m broke
Yeah yeah
With bars so hard
I could be behind it
Put your croud down
So you couldn’t find it
Grind so tough
Now who designed it
Run that stack
Don’t be so mindless
I’ll say no more
Nor feel the pain no more
Or wanna see the play go on
Hate me
Hit gas when the brakes are off
Swerve left to the lane along
Now your days are gone
Coming where i'm from
Niggas don't make it to 21
I'm on the run
I'm on the run
Coming where i'm from
Niggas don't make it to 21
I'm on the run
I'm on the run

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